Beware, The Hyde's of March

Beware the Ides of March!!  For those of you who don't know what this means, it was an ominous warning from a soothsayer (psychic) to Julius Caesar on, what ended up being, the last day of his life in 44B.C., and then the words became immortalized by Shakespeare in his play Julius Caesar in 1599A.D.  Hmmm ... an ominous warning, huh??  Dear Skank, We were getting along so well!!  Et tu, Brute?

Beware the Hyde's of March!!  I knew, coming into this week, that the evil transformation was going to happen, I just didn't know when.  The weather in Colorado has been unseasonably warm but, technically, it's still "winter."  And while the majority of my fellow Coloradans will continue to enjoy the 70+ temps through the end of the weekend (aka the next 4 days), The Human Barometer (me) is already feeling the pain and pressure of the snow's return.  I even said to my Team last night, when it was still in the mid 60's, "snow's comin."  That's right sports fans, and Al Roker just confirmed it ... temps to drop drastically on Monday and snow to follow on Tuesday!!  And yet, I feel it today!!  UGH!!!

This Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde weather makes me just want to cuss ... repeatedly ... for an extended period of time.  I want to be able to do things; to take Kiva for a walk, to shower, to make the bed, to drive, to vacuum (yes, vacuum!!), to go play with the Munchkins, to go hang out with my Mom and the Bombshell.  I want to not feel the air pressure changes already.  I want to be able to go recover in the sun ... after the sun breaks through the clouds.  I don't want to be curled up in the fetal position on the couch as the vise-grips tighten around my fragile frame.  I was doing so well managing my pain, even after overdoing a bit earlier in the week.  I was making plans to last through the warm, sunny days!!  I knew it would cool off eventually, but naively, I did not expect snow!!  And as the morning progresses, the vise-grips continue to tighten and the insides of my arms and legs are beginning to feel like pureed sludge, all heavy and limp and sh.....stuff.  

There are times when movement is what my body needs in order to cope with the pain.  This is actually true for most of the time.  But March is the month that is most Brute-al to this crazy cripple!! (and April is a very close 2nd!!)  At this point, I'm even passed using and saving spoons ... this fight is about mental and emotional survival today, not about what I can and can't do, physically.  If I manage my emotional stability just right, I can keep my pain spikes below an 8.  If I let the anxiety of "what if" and "poor me" take over and I go into hysterics, I'll exceed the 8 and wind up on a table, under the bright lights of Wally's World (my nickname for day surgery, not wal-mart), and sinking into my bi-annual K-Hole ... which is already etched in my brain for the 2nd week in May.  It's tooooo soooooooon!!!!    

I have faith that summer is coming.  I have faith that I will shed a few tears today, but I also have faith that I will find a way to keep my emotions from the pain in check.   "It is easier to find men who will volunteer to die, than to find those who are willing to endure pain with patience." ~ Julius Caesar ... "I will endure!!" ~ Jennifer Samson

OMWow!! ... I have THE most fantabulous Team on the planet!!  Not only did he make coffee again this morning, but he's making sure that we get the CU/UNLV game tonight at the Oasis!!  (yayayayayay!!!  this means that I don't have to freak out about making myself presentable enough to go out somewhere to watch it!!!)   ... GO BUFFS!!!  Shoulder to Shoulder!!  Dance, Dance, Dance!!! ... and Thank You, Team!!!  MWAH!!!